My Wicked Prince by Molly O'Keefe

Author:Molly O'Keefe [O'Keefe, Molly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

THEN

Gunnar

This was another moment I should have let her go. Let her leave thinking the worst. The wedge between us so immutable there would be no recovering from it. No chance we would ever cross the chasm.

But she was near tears.

And she could believe the worst of me. It would probably be better if she did.

But I couldn’t let her go believing the worst of herself, too. I couldn’t have her embarrassed by the way she gave herself to me. The way she wanted and desired and demanded and finally came.

But I also couldn’t fuck her.

Trust me, no one was more surprised than me.

She got to her feet and I caught her hand. Still not looking at her. I was trying, for fuck’s sake, to do the right thing. I couldn’t do the right thing and look her beauty in the face.

I was, after all, just a man, and not a very good one at that.

“Let me go,” she demanded in a frost-burned voice.

“Sit.”

“Fuck you, Gunnar.”

“Please.”

She struggled against me, and I grabbed her by the waist and pushed her back onto the seat. Brenna was strong and she was pissed, but she wasn’t going to win in a physical fight against me. And she knew it, so she sat there and crossed her arms and her legs and she looked at one spot over my shoulder.

And as I watched, she lifted a fist to brush away a tear that clung to her eyelashes.

God damn, I was a fucking monster.

“I didn’t go into your room last night because it would have been a mistake.”

“And this wasn’t?”

“No, it was. This shouldn’t have happened,” I said.

She laughed so hard it sounded like a sob. And her face was turned so far away the tendons in her neck stood out. I could see her heartbeat. I watched her swallow.

“Look at me.”

“Fuck you.”

“Brenna.”

“You can manhandle me all you want, asshole, but you can’t have everything.” She swallowed hard and then shook her head. And I knew what she was thinking. Because I was thinking it, too.

I would have given you everything.

I sat down next to her and she pushed herself away so fast, the feel of her against me barely registered.

“Please…listen.”

“You’ve not given me a choice.”

“I’m going to be married, Brenna.” That made her look at me, her mouth open, eyes wide.

“Has it been announced?” she said through pale lips. “Are you engaged?”

“No,” I said. And she sagged, relieved that she hadn’t fooled around with a betrothed man. God, her honor, even now, was diamond bright. “But I will be.”

“In a few years.”

Remarkable that her words stung. That she didn’t care that I would belong to another, as long as it wasn’t soon, when the thought of her looking forward to seeing Sven again filled me with a black rage. It would be sooner than that. Far too soon for both of us. “I won’t sleep with you, Brenna. And marry someone else. Our lives are entwined forever. My wife will be your sister and I can’t…disrespect you that way.

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